When the night returns just like a friend
When the evening comes to set me free
When the quiet house that wait beyond the day
Make peaceful sounds in me
Took a drag from my last cigarette
Took a drink from a glass of old wine
I closed my eyes, and I could make it real
And feel it one more time

Can you hear it, babe
Can you hear it, babe
From another time
From another place
Do you remember it, babe

And the radio played like a carnival tune
As we lay in our bed in the other room
When we gave it away for the sake of a dream
In a penny arcade, if you know what I mean

Here's to the songs we used to sing
And here's to the times we used to know
It's hard to hold them in our arms again
But hard to let them go

Do you hear it, babe
Do you hear it, babe
It was another time
It was another place
Do you remember it, babe

And the radio played like a carnival tune
As we lay in our bed in the other room
When we gave it away for the sake of a dream
In a penny arcade, if you know what I mean

General Comment"It was another time
It was another place"
says it all.
A lot of Neil Diamond songs, at least to me, give and gave me this melancholy feeling, which I can relate to very much even in my childhood.

General CommentI'm a big ND fan but this song always stands out for me as one of his best. Heart wrenching regret that conjures up several mental images. Neil's voice is somewhat echo'd here adding to the far away quality of the song. Rolling Stone always criticized ND as being too 'bombastic' but here in works magnificently. Whenever I hear this song I feeling pouring myself a scotch and lighting one up and I don't even smoke.